It’s days like this I wish I was an artist. I am blessed to live in one of the most beautiful countries in the world – New Zealand. You don’t have to go very far around here before you are presented with a jaw dropping view. Even in the city!
I am doubly blessed because I live just a stones throw from the beach, and out my window, every day I see water, sail boats, islands, and blue sky that stretches for miles.
So why am I telling you this? [click to continue…]
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I arrived at church on Sunday and went to Relief Society. (Our ward follows a reversed schedule which starts with RS/PH and ends with Sacrament Meeting.) They made announcements and started immediately with testimonies. I was so very confused, because somehow I had it in my mind that it was the middle of the month, and Fast Sunday wouldn’t occur for a couple more weeks. I concluded that they must have changed Fast Sunday, as they do sometimes, to accommodate a conference. It took me a couple of minutes to realize that it was, indeed, the first Sunday of the month, and Fast Sunday had completely eluded me this time. (Truly, this never happened to me before having children!)
At any rate, despite my absentmindedness, I was glad to have been present for one particular testimony. A woman with grown children shared her amazement at how well they turned out. From the time this woman was a teenager, she struggled with an undiagnosed mood disorder, for which she was hospitalized on at least one occasion. She is now being successfully treated, but while she was raising her children, she often worried if what she had to offer was just not going to be enough.
While I don’t have the same struggles, I could really identify with that feeling of wondering if I had enough to give my children. Not monetarily so much, but spiritually. Am I an example that I want them to follow? Do I model faith and prayer and fasting and repentance? Do I spend enough time with them? Do they know that I love them? [click to continue…]
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Hello everyone, I am Tracy (yes, yet another Tracy), and I am really excited to join the writing team of Mormon Momma. To save confusion maybe I will refer to myself as Tracy M.
I have enjoyed reading many of the posts on this blog and love the diversity of topics.
Recently I read an article in the Washington Post about Mitt Romney, and discovered a reference to Alison’s blog in there. I was curious and followed the link to here. I enjoyed what was written in Mormon Momma and wanted to be a part of it. I guess Alison felt sorry for me as she is allowing me to prove myself. So here I am. [click to continue…]
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You know I’m not much of a scouting enthusiast. But with two boys now in the throws of belt loops and merit badges — and a husband who has volunteered as an 11-year-old scout master — it’s hard to escape. So, here I am.
If you’re a Cub Scout parent, the Pinewood Derby — a series of races where scouts (ostensibly) build cars out of wood blocks and then spend a couple of hours racing them down a track — is a familiar event. All sorts of fabulous prizes and ribbons and trophies are awarded to the winners in various categories. It’s awesome sauce. At least in theory.
In reality, this is what we face every single year: [click to continue…]
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